The Wistful Campus

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The clay bird was warm in Elias’s palm, a small, rough sphere of terracotta that held the heat of his dead sister’s last breath. He sat on the porch step, the wood splintered and wet with mist, watching the wheat field below where the green stalks were turning brown at the tips, dying with a speed that defied the season. The village elders stood at the bottom of the lane, their coats dark...

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